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(Star Wars) Ch. 4 Mandalore lives another day (Rise of the Mandalorians)
   
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" Rushing through the corridors, Sera spoke through her intercom. "Mandalore is suffering severe pain right now! I need all medics and doctors to report to corridor two! We can't lose our leader!" Soon enough, Sera was in the Medical Bay, she layed Callace on one of the many medical beds and had been met with the doctors and medics there as well. One doctor approached Callace, he spoke as he examined his scars. "Goodness...He has second degree burns on his face, it may even be possible that his Beskar'gam managed to either roast his skin, or deflect off the attack." Sera looked concerned. "But, you can fix him right?" Sera asked. The doctor answered. "I'm sure I can, but were going to need to take off his armor and examine the burns to check if his armor did what it could." Sera nodded and walked out of the room. She would soon find herself in the security room where the men were as they were sitting in awe of the fight that had just occurred.

"Men! I need the recording of the fight between Callace and that Sith!" Sera demanded. The men turned around in shock. "Oh! Of course, sorry..." They pulled out the holovid of the fight and gave it to Sera, Sera took it and left. She met with the Elder. She spoke. "Father...You may want to watch this." Sera and her Father walked to a holovid player, the Elder took the holotape and inserted it into a holovid player. The Elder was watching the fight go on as he heard Callace and Darth Talius conversate in brute language. Soon as the fight ended and Talius was shot dead, his face was in some disgust. He shook his head and began to speak. "Mandalore is clumsy, I don't think he received the proper training the Mandalorians here endure when he was a child, he will need to be hardened, disciplined, but wise, oh so very wise." Sera was silent, she didn't expect the Elder to answer like this. "Father, with all do respect, Mandalore is under extreme pain, he may not even lo-" The Elder glared at her with a deathly stare. He spoke in a calm voice, but with anger. "Do not...Take him as a weak man, I only said he was clumsy, I know he can live through this. He is a brute with no sense, and that is why I wish to have him trained." Sera gulped and nodded. "Understood, father." She nodded and left him.

"His armor is done for, I'll order the Beskar'gam Holder for a new one." One of the doctors said as they were activating the only Bacta Tank they managed to get there hands on. Two probe droids carried Callace's half naked body and had putted the breathing mask and other pieces of gear for safety on him as they descended him into the Bacta Tank. The doctors closed the Bacta Tank and had seen Callace float in freshest healing combination in the galaxy. "He should be fully healed in a few days." One of the doctors said as they had left the room. Two guards would be outside of the Medical Bay making sure Mandalore was safe. Sera walked to the training station, she would see female Mandalorians and male ones alike all training and sparring eachother. Finding the man she was looking for, she walked to him. "Arrik Jaxx?" The tall 6"5 man turned around looking down at Sera with no emotion. "What, I'm busy." He had the voice of a heavy drinker, but a stone cold speaker. Sera was silent, then she spoke. "I need you to..." She would lean up closer and would whisper into Arrik's ear. "Train Mandalore." Arrik's eyes would widen in shock. "Really now....?!" He asked loudly, Sera halted him. "This is top secret Arrik...! I can't have everyone here believe in someone that hasn't received the proper training they got. That would degrade there trust to Mandalore." Arrik smiled widely. "Don't worry Sera...I won't tell anyone, does the Elder know?" Sera shook her head, he doesn't need to, but he wants Mandalore trained anyways." Arrik nodded. "I'll ready up my training droids and begin setting up a secret room for Mandalore to train in.

Sera nodded happily and walked out of the training station, confident, that this could work, and that Mandalore could survive from his near fatal injuries."